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Mychyl

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  1. The next morning, me, Jacob, and David all got up early- well, early for us on the weekend, anyways- to go to the mall, quite possibly one of my favorite passtimes... OK, I know the stereotype, and while I'm not saying it's necessarily true, I guess that, for me, it is. I love going to the mall, even if I can't buy anything, just to look around, see what's for sale... but when I can buy something, it's truly the best thing... especially this day, since we were ridiculously loaded with money,
  2. Jacob and David's parents cooked dinner that night, but for some reason, no one seemed all that hungry... I was nervous with the tenseness of everything up until now: coming out to my two closest friends; finding out that they both liked me; losing my birth mother; gaining parents to make up for the aching sense of loss that finally started showing its ugly face, eating away at me because for some reason, I wasn't good enough to be my biological mother's child... but most of all, a sense of quie
  3. The next morning, I awoke to the gentle warmth only new love could provide, finding myself enclosed, Jacob laying on one side of me, a peaceful mask of love on his beautiful face, and David on the other side, wearing a similar face. I adjusted slightly, thinking about the recent events and what was happening now, knowing that two different guys liked me, both truly (or so they both said) loving me, and knowing within myself that I would have to choose between them, having one as a close friend a
  4. Jacob and I lay in each other's arms for a while afterwards, reveling in the closeness we shared, which until only today we never knew the other's feelings... feelings that ran so deep, so true, that not being able to express them was tearing us apart, both internally and with each other, always unsure how the other felt... But finally, I knew he loved me, and I could tell him I love him, and we could simply be together, safe and warm in the arms of the one we love and cherish deeply, knowing th
  5. I woke slowly, enjoying the warm glow of David's body heat upon mine, feeling a sense of quiet, gentle contentment, both within myself and David. "Good morning, sleepy," he cheerfully whispered into my ear, followed by a soft, playful kiss. "I thought you were gonna sleep over, the way you were going." "Well, not really," I answered, slowly stretching to revive my sore, overworked muscles, smiling back at him. "I mean, ya know, I'd be in so much trouble if I didn't show up at home tonight.
  6. I wake up the next morning to the sound of my alarm, warning me that it was time to get up for school. I yawned, rolled over, and silenced the alarm with a single hit, then settled back in for a moment, thinking what this day would be like... For one, I could almost guarantee Jacob would still be pissed off at me. I mean, sure, in a way it was my fault... but not really! All I did was avoid Rachel... it's not like I told her that nothing could be between us, other than friendship... although
  7. "Hey, Rach! Wait up!" Jacob shouted. He paused a moment to glare at me, then rushed out the door after her, leaving me and David alone together in the store, all the customers watching us closely, as though it were all a soap opera or something... which, sometimes, it certainly felt like... God, I keep reliving it in my mind... how long has it been so far? I glance at my watch, not very pleased at what I see. Four, five minutes, and I've just been standing here, wondering what happened, what
  8. If only he knew... "Yeah, you gay... hehe..." Jacob continued, obviously amused with himself, thinking this all a wonderful joke. "Well, maybe I'm not joking... maybe I really DO want you... maybe I've been wanting you for a long, long time," I countered, moving closer to him as he slowly backed away, the smile on his face replaced by a look of pure fear as I move in, closer and closer, my lips stretching to meet his.... "Hey, wake up, sleepy!" I hear David chuckle as the room swam back
  9. Several hours later, I wait in anticipation of the final bell, releasing me (along with everyone else) out into the world as my final teacher, Mr. Albrin, droned on and on... small wonder why a lot of people fall asleep in his class, myself not being an exception. Finally, the bell rings, and everyone rushes to the door while I sit, confused, trying to get my backpack together so I can leave, too. All gathered, I rush out past the teacher, who was clearly irritated by all the rushing about...
  10. "You know what I like most about high school?" my best friend Jacob asked me. Oh, by the way, maybe I should introduce myself... My name is Kyle. Kyle Carmody. I'm 17 years old, and go to Ukiah High School in the small, backwater town of Ukiah, California, population 2000 or so. It's tragic, too... everyone knows everyone else in this town... but no one really knows me, of course... "No, J, what?" I ask him, chewing on a strand of flaxen hair that falls across my face as I stare at him, ho
  11. High school is difficult enough. How much harder can it get for a gay teen? How about dealing with rampant homophobia, a best friend you like, and a girl who likes you?
  12. Y'know, until today, I thought of myself as a one-site author. I've been writing on Nifty since... well, since '01, I guess, though not in a concentrated manner. And I do have my personal archive on my server. But, until today, I never thought I'd join another site. Thank you, GA, for proving me wrong. Guess I'm the new writer on the block. (Now to get enough posting rights to begin replicating my work over here. That should be fun. XD)
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